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by Meep » Mon Sep 12, 2011 10:35 am
Here's the funny story of her capture that I haven't posted.
I did make a mistake when I first caught her. I first saw her at around 7PM, and there was a thunderstorm on approaching on the radar. I hoped she would leave, and waited until 7:35 to take action. She was stationary on the porch and I was able to approach within a few feet. My mistake was not being decisive enough when I finally reached for her.
In hindsight, I should have used a towel, though my hands would have been adequate - if only I'd been decisive. My moment of indecision allowed her to hop down the two steps of the porch, and then to the ground... This was not a graceful descent - she was very dazed. She prompty hopped under the porch. This is a wooden porch surrounded by rose bushes, with extremely limited (on your belly) access. Further under, for fifteen feet, it turns concrete with really no access. So there was the risk that she could be driven in deep. She was hiding under the steps. My time, and daylight, were limited. I had no assistance available.
I was unable to get her out using various implements, and of course not wanting to injure her. Leaving her overnight was a bad idea with all of the predators in our yard (foxes, coons, etc), plus the chance that she'd just wander off, unable to fly. I made the decision to remove a board from the step. That entailed using impact screw tools to remove 10 rusty screws. Extremely loud. And then some prying. Lots of prying...
That done, she was nowhere to be found. I was bummed. And as I was thinking it wasn't going to happen and preparing to put everything away, I saw her between the rose bushes, watching me. The noise had driven her deeper in, but then she climbed up to the light. Her dazed state allowed me to slide a yard stick behind her, to prevent retreat back under the house. She was oblivious to the yard stick. I wanted to react to it, so it would drive her out. Preventing retreat was tricky - I had to play it right... Her dazed state was critical. I shook the yard stick harder and harder trying to scare her out. I wanted both hands free for capture. Finally she looked at the yardstick. She wanted to retreat toward it, but I finally drove her out. She had a hard 18" hop down to the sidewalk, and then I had her.
She was very lucky!